#makemetame

I read ‘expect barbeeee’

OMG MEMEMMEMEMEME

  Ziodex Industries had finally branched out. Rather than working subtly / only with local hospitals -- primarily St. Istvan -- it has agreed under strict and covert terms to broaden its functions. A facility for the industry was put into the heart of London; small and discreet as it was, information would be stored there and experiments with the synthetic plasma would be kept under trial and continued in that specific area. Within a month or so of diligent work and processed file transfers it will have made contracts with local hospitals.

  Against Kraven's liking, Selene had volunteered and otherwise been sent to England (and Hellsing) as a primary representative of the Coven. It would be their first alliance -- all things considered. She was their fastest, strongest, and most level-headed of the group. Not to mention it would keep either of them away from each others' throats. Displeased, he'd reluctantly agreed to send her out to supervise and aid in the process. It was easy, all things considered. Her coat had been abandoned, soaked with the rain as it lay hazardously holded in on itself over a metal chair with a puddle of water pooling on stone floor. There were three levels to the facility, small in space as it was. The lowest would consist mostly of the testings; laboratory work and utensils among the security desk and access to information stored into the systems.

HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE awkward sort of parent feels yes?

"How odd that you can call them ‘meals’ and ‘your children’ all in the same sentence."